Moses now comes to us with his holy match to light the way out of the darkness.

The Democrats hate God, yet want more and more alternate Gods to sate their sour and dour pagan appetites, but, their day in the sun now done, they are soon to find, that they will be getting less and less.

Poor darlings.

You and I dears, have dipped our toes into the hot waters of ~~The Gay Teens~~A time in which~Distributionism appears to run amok and have triumphed in the High Court~where, after the ruling regarding health care in which Mr. Roberts, correctly wrote, that all law and related power to levy tax resides not at his door but in the Congress, has now seen fit to give the proponents of the religion Carpe Diem full flower to both possess and eat cake baked by others~while whimsically bestowing “rights” upon homosexuals to marry~we admonish the Gay Teens that Carpe Diem is, as Mr. Chesterton cautioned, a religion ultimately both personally unfulfilling to the individual practitioner and collectively destructive of mankind himself~~

Mr. Chesterton wrote principally about truth and high principle~which is why he is called the ‘Apostle of Common Sense’~~~comme ca~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Principle: “For this reason I have long tended towards the very unfashionable notion, that what may be called Theory is much more important than most modern people, who pride themselves on being practical people, are inclined to suppose. I have generally found that the practical man was almost always a partisan. But he is a partisan more than usually difficult to pin down to anything, even to his party, because he has never examined the theory of his own actions; and certainly has no notion of the theories of other people. Now I like to know the theories of other people, even if they are theories I dislike belonging to people I dislike. When I know what principle they are supposed to be acting on, I can either deduce their activity or convince them of inconsistency. But when a man calls himself practical, because he does something and doesn’t know why, then there is no relation between our minds at all.” ( G. K. Chesterton, “On the Man on the Spot,” Avowals and Denials: A Book of Essays. London: Methuen & Co., Ltd., 1934, 16. )

Truth: “Truth is sacred; and if you tell the truth too often nobody will believe it.” ( GKC, ILN, 2/24/06)

Politics and Party: “But now a dim suspicion has begun to arise in the minds of at least a section of the people that this historic optimism is not quite as true as it looks. That the electors do not as a fact control the representatives, and that the representatives do not as a fact control the Government, that something alien has intervened between electors and elected, between legislature and Executive, something that deflects the working of representative institutions. That thing is the Party System…

The Party System, which is a game (and a source of profit) to the politicians, is often a matter of deadly earnest to their honest backers in the country.

(There are still very many who believe implicitly and fervently in the reality of the conflict…)

Why, asks such a man, does not his own side follow-up its advantages? Why do his leaders unexpectedly spare their opponents at the very moment when these appear to be in their power? …

It should be remarked, however, that those of whom we speak are generally very far from realizing the full truth of their own suspicions. …

They do not realize that the whole Liberal Front Bench is as deeply interested as he in keeping the old game going in accordance with the old rules, and dreads as much as any Tory could dread any violent change which might suddenly alter the conditions and perhaps put a summary end to the contest.”

-Hilaire Belloc and Cecil Chesterton, “The Party System” 1911 (Belloc served as a MP in the House of Commons from 1906-1910) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We thank Mr Chesterton and his friend, Hilaire Belloc ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The waters are rising, my dears~~but the Gay Teens ~~who think this is to be their high water~~and who want always MORE rain water~~will find instead a drought~as the water now comes instead to irrigate the roots of the old America~~ that the Gay Teens thought dead~~but She wasn’t~

How short the list one could compile of those of whom it can be said that fame and money did not deprave?

At Washington, capital city of the terminally self-absorbed, mortal man holds to fleeting, feeble and fallible opinion, God immutable fact.

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It is my assessment that America is dying inside, being eaten away by the horror of the collapse of the middle orders, the attendant societal and religious values and customs of those orders and the ubiquity of war making for dubious purpose.

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The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~he ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally.

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The principal need in America today is~~financial and industrial De-Globalization~~to facilitate the promotion of the possibility for the average man to get and keep a good job with good benefits paid by the employer~~as was done not very long ago.~~

~~Bene Nati, Bene Vestiti, Et Mediocriter Docti~~

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~~La crema y nata~~

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~~Artista de la conquista

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In sunshine and in shadow~~I hold tight to the Republican view of time and money~~I write night and day~~yet~~while impecunious~~I am vastly overpaid~~in that taking pay to do what I love is unfair~~to my employer~~in a fair system~~under such circumstances~~I should pay him~~not he me~~I am far, far too old a man to be sexually confused~~praise Jesus~~but I am yet young enough to be politically confused~~is anyone not~~in an absolute sense~~I am a Catholic Royalist~~in a practical sense~~I am a Classical Liberal~~a Gaullist~~a Bonapartist~~an American Nationalist Republican~~in either sense~~my head is soon for the chopping block~~to hasten my interlude with Madame La Guillotine~~I write without fear~and without favor of~any man.

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Finis Origine Pendet…

The escape commences…

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September, 1957

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Saint Jane Frances de Chantal Catholic parochial school, called, by anyone of any background, simply: “Chan~al,” a place where, of an autumn day in 1957, school, for me, began and ended in the first convening of the first grade in which a tiny nun, one Sister Dom Bosco, appeared before me, just behind the window appearing at far left of this photograph, and piped out this: “I may be small, but so then, is the Atom Bomb.”

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My determination to escape school commenced immediately on hearing about this Atom Bomb business and took 16 dicey and arduous years to finally accomplish.~~

“Jean-Marie Le Pen is a friend. He is dangerous for the political set because he’s the only one who’s sincere. He says out loud what many people think deep down, and what the politicians refrain from saying because they are either too demagogic or too chicken. Le Pen, with all his faults and qualities, is probably the only one who thinks about the interests of France before his own.”~~